Hey Baby, you must be Janak’s daughter. Cause your one fine mama sita.
Hey Baby, can you be on a different vector from me? That way I’ll no longer have to do cross products with myself, calculate using the right-hand rule, and still come up with nothing.
Hey Baby, you must be the seventh letter of the alphabet. Cause you put the acceleration in weiGht
Hey Baby, you must be a gas guzzler. Cause you make me want to drill off shore.
Hey Baby, there must be a solar eclipse. Cause something’s blocking your radiance.
Hey Baby, its a good thing you don’t live above the Arctic Circle, otherwise you’d be the cause for global warming. I know that’s an inconvenient truth, but unlike Al Gore I’m willing to handle it.
Doctaji 